#JUST WAIT

[keekry]

mizu sketches :)

[idonthaveanyurlideas]

thinking about reunions that do happen and reunions that dont

[lizaisdrawing]

It begins

[lacebird]

Close enough. Welcome back buff Hayden from 2021 🫡

[wherelibertydwells]

Jokes about Canada are always funny.

[nightly-earthy]

Some of you from the server may have already seen this.

Yea it's part of an art event submission and it does have a deeper meaning. It summarizes all that led to Earth's abandonment/isolation and most importantly-

-an AU foreshadowing 👀

[minthy]

More Deltaruned KNY, bc, I'm always right.

Sillies

OG scene! bc we love deltarune.

[suspensefulpen]

Guys I love holiday whump.

It’s like the best combo. It’s supposed to be the happy time of the year. But you can completely ruin it by torturing a poor soul with no remorse.

Take them away from everything they know and love. Make them lonely. Condition them to believe the holidays are the scariest time of the year and that something bad will happen to them if they try to leave. Condition a Scrooge into loving the holidays. Chain them down in Christmas lights. Tie them to a Christmas tree. Burn them with candle wax. Make their loved ones have to see them in a hospital bed with multiple wires attached to them, barely breathing.

I’m not a Scrooge but I need this fr

[sconfittoleone]

Weep, little lion man,

You're not as brave as you were at the start

Rate yourself and rake yourself

Take all the courage you have left

And waste it on fixing all the problems

That you made in your own head

[socialbutterfly19]

No need to say a word

[demisexualemmaswan]

the little perc'ahlia gremlin that lays dormant in my soul at all times is cackling gleefully and rubbing its hands together because of the trailer. IT'S COMING. GLINTSHORE. THE VORUGAL BATTLE. AND EVERYTHING AFTER. IT. IS. TIME.

[sosadraws]

I'm having the time of my life learning Blender. Ah, the possibilities...

Here, some frames that I think look really funny without context

(Model rigs by Apnoiac)

[tapakah0]

even head started hurting

How do you expect me to be a sane person after this

[marn13s-vilewhispers]

I Wanna Be Yours- Tom x FemReader

A/N: Hey! I haven't watched this movie and therefore know nothing about Spike's character so this will not be accurate to the universe. It is a wee little love story and I hope you all enjoy it! I also want to thank @samk1tty for letting me write about this as she came up with the concept. Lots of love to her!

(Sorry no smut here- maybe soon!)

Contains: Fluff, kissing, nothing intense at all, love letters, short little story for experimenting. Let me know if you want more at all! I have been considering something smut so maybe in the future 👀

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You were out on the wooden porch of your small decorated home. A refreshing breeze sweeping through every few minutes making your wind chimes produce a rhythmic tune as you painted. Your gorgeous baby pink dress hugging your torso along with the white apron you added on top incase of paint splatter. The sun was preparing to set, casting a glow on your porcelain, clear skin. A young boy walked toward the lake located near your cozy cottage-like home when his eyes landed on you. He knew this house was here but he expected a small family to accommodate it. Instead he found a gorgeous young woman. You painted your surroundings, looking up to see the young man staring at you. He was handsome and youthful bringing a warm smile from your lips to which he returned.

"You're breathtaking." He called out, his voice was quiet but exclaimed enough to ensure you heard his words clearly. His accent a rather nice addition you knew you'd grow to love.

"What's your name?" You asked invitingly causing him to walk just a few steps over. He kept a respectable distance from your house though it made you curious.

"Tom. I was just doing chores for my father." Tom's voice was gentle and delicate. His nature was illuminating and you felt yourself drawn to him.

"Mind if I include you in this?" You offered, pointing your paintbrush to the canvas which your art was displayed on perfectly. Tom smiled and blushed ever so faintly.

"I'll leave that choice to the artist. What was your name?" His accent almost made his T's sound unpronounced bringing light laughter from you.

"Y/N. I've seen you at this lake a few times." You pointed your brush toward the lake and its sparkling water in the sunlight glow.

"It's my favourite place to relax." Tom replied with a charming smile. You both returned to what you had originally planned. You painted until the moon made itself known, walking inside your home after saying a kind goodbye to Tom.

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You walked over to your front door and found mail had slipped through the thin slot. Picking it up to read it, your eyes scanning the neat handwriting as it said;

"To, Y/N. From, Tom"

You found your cheeks casting a rosy tint with a sweet smile on your face. Opening the letter to read it a small delicate flower fell out, clearly picked from a garden nearby. After carefully accommodating the flower in a small pot made by your mother, you sat down to read the letter.

"Dear, Y/N, Your eyes glisten under the sunshine in a way I was yet to see on such a flawless human until yesterday. I feel attached to you and though my father is strict about distractions, I see value in you. You are far from any distraction, you are a light I must follow. I was never one to talk to people I hadn't met, but after talking with you yesterday I felt safe and at home. I hope to see you and your painting again today. -Tom."

Your heart fluttered out of your chest before you pinned the letter on your wall and brought the flower in its pot outside on the porch.

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At sunset, Tom finally gathered the courage to ask you to join him at the lake. It was clear it took a lot of nerve—he struggled to hold your gaze when he asked. You sat side by side, your head resting on his shoulder as you both watched a small family of ducks glide across the water. They moved in almost perfect harmony, each one following the other, a quiet fear of losing the group keeping them in sync. It was a peaceful sight, soothing in its simplicity. Then, you felt Tom’s lips gently press against the top of your head, and warmth spread across your cheeks, turning them a soft pink. You buried your face in his shoulder, hiding the blush. Tom chuckled softly and nuzzled your hair, the sound of his laugh a comforting echo in the quiet evening air.

"Sorry, was that too much?" He asked with a considerate tone. You lifted your head to meet his gaze,

"No. It was really cute." You smiled. Your eyes darting to his plush lips, you told yourself it was too early but your thoughts were caught short when Tom kissed you. A small peck on your lips before pulling away.

“I- I’m sorry…” He whispered. You shook your head and kissed him again, fearful he may pull away However, he didn't. Instead he leaned in as well, his tender lips meeting yours in a slow yet passionate dance. His hand cupping your cheek as the kiss deepened. His other hand resting atop your own. It was a warmth you hadn't experienced in a kiss yet. Bringing you to deepen it further until it grew eager. You knew you had to control yourself though the thought of this ending felt unbearable. After minimal minutes, Tom broke the kiss, his breathing slightly heavy from the passion involved,

"I wanna be yours..." He murmured against your saliva glazed lips. You couldn't help but grow flustered.

"Have patience and you will be..." You whispered in reply making Tom's face gleam with that signature charming smile.

After a few more minutes of admiring the lake and it's naturistic surroundings, Tom stood up with you. Handing you another letter with the same title:

"To, Y/N. From, Tom."

You chuckled and kissed him on his soft cheek before saying goodbye, excited to see him day after day and where these love letters may end up. Hopefully an affection filled relationship where you'd have cozy picnics and letter transfers by the lake. His dreamy gaze making your knees threaten to buckle every time eye contact was made. Perhaps you loved him. Far too early to know. Enjoy the little moments and wait to see where it takes you.

[brainrot-dot-org]

ok he definitely crossed a line going to dinner, but like people are freaking the fuck out about him GOING TO DINNER- like yes he lied to kim and buck about his situation, and i’m sure to marisol, but technically all he did was get dinner with a friend.

also karen took hen back after she cheated with ava, and taylor took buck back after he kissed lucy.

people are freaking out about this cheater storyline for no reason and acting like eddie is now somehow less then all the other characters and that he shouldn’t end up with buck anymore. like my dude is really just trying to work through his unprocessed trauma….